Ancient Martial God

"The price is that it turns into a sword blade... and cannot be recovered?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but look at Honglian.

"No." Honglian shook his head.

"Then I would rather you not take the path of sword transformation!" Xiao Yun said to Honglian. He didn't want to watch Honglian turn into a blade of sword and not be able to recover.

"I need to take the initiative to transform into the blade of the sword. If I don't want to, I can't transform into the blade of the sword." Honglian said with a smile. She was very happy at the moment because Xiao Yun was worried about her. , it makes her happy to watch her beloved worry about her.

"That's good." Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

I originally thought that if I followed this path, I might eventually turn into a blade of the sword, but it turned out that I only needed to be willing to do so.

If this is the case, then Guren doesn't have to turn into a sword blade if he doesn't want to.

Later, Xiao Yun figured out the transformation of the ancient sword path at Honglian. Now she is pregnant and preparing to reforge for the ninth time.

During the process of reforging, Guren was unable to use the power of transformation.

In other words, Honglian is now equivalent to a martial artist who has not experienced transformation, but she is much stronger than ordinary martial arts practitioners who have not undergone transformation. After all, she still has some foundation, and her cultivation has reached the level of a great general. .

"Old Immortal said that you may have found your whereabouts when you returned to the eighth heaven?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but ask Hong Lian.

"I have indeed found my whereabouts... My biological father is Yanwu, the great god king of the True Flame Royal Clan, one of the three major royal families of the Ancient God Dynasty." Honglian said truthfully.

"You are actually the daughter of the Great God King..." Xiao Yun was a little surprised.

"So what if I am the daughter of the Great God King? I don't think this identity is something I should be proud of." Honglian said lightly.

Xiao Yun knows Honglian very well.

Even though Honglian was a disciple of Yun Tianzun, she didn't mention it at all, because she was her, no one's disciple, and no one's daughter.

"How on earth did you fall from the eighth heaven to the sixth heaven?" Xiao Yun asked.

"He said it was because of someone's betrayal, which led to civil strife. Then I was stolen and thrown into the Divine River during the civil strife. I was supposed to be drowned, but in the end I survived because of the turbulence and lived in the sixth place. Chongtian was picked up by Lao Immortal." Honglian said.

"Who betrayed?" Xiao Yun asked curiously.

"I didn't ask, and he didn't say anything. He just said that the betrayer was dead and the civil strife was settled. Since it's all in the past, I don't want to care about it anymore." When Hong Lian said this, she couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun. , beautiful eyes showing unprecedented tenderness.

Honglian was very excited to meet Xiao Yun again here, because she finally no longer had to think about it day and night.

Xiao Yun did not continue to ask, but started chatting with Honglian.

Honglian is not the kind of person who takes the initiative to speak. If Xiao Yun hadn't asked, she would have remained silent. This was her habit.

Therefore, when Xiao Yun asked a question, Honglian would reply.

After a series of questions and answers, Xiao Yun understood Hong Lian's experience during this period. After returning to the Zhen Yan royal family in the ancient dynasty, King Yanwu provided Hong Lian with many rare treasures and precious training resources, allowing Hong Lian to Honglian's cultivation level broke through to the level of a great general in a short period of time.

In fact, not only Xiao Yun wanted to know, but Yun Tianzun in the ancient secret realm also wanted to know Hong Lian's current situation. After all, Hong Lian was his adopted daughter and great disciple.

Afterwards, Xiao Yun took Honglian towards Shengwuyuan.

"How is your second uncle?" Xiao Yun asked.

"The source of life you gave is indeed a treasure for healing injuries. It's almost better." Sheng Wuyuan pointed at Sheng Wufan.

The shoulder that had been shattered was now intact, but Sheng Wufan was still in a coma and it would take some time to recover.

"It's okay." Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Yun, what should we do now?" Sheng Wuyuan turned his questioning eyes to Xiao Yun. After all, too many things had happened just now.

First came the Mo clan's divine army, and then the divine calendar and the sloppy old man appeared.

"You and your second uncle will go back to the Holy Spirit Tower first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Xiao Yun said to Sheng Wuyuan. Shen Li was very likely to take revenge. Xiao Yun couldn't protect everyone, so he could only let Sheng Wuyuan wait. People enter the Holy Spirit Tower first, and we will talk about it later.

Sheng Wuyuan nodded and took Sheng Wufan back.

Xiao Yun came to the imprisoned old clan leader and others.

Seeing Xiao Yun approaching, the faces of the old clan leader and others changed again and again. The Xiao Yun now is not the Xiao Yun before. If he wanted to kill them, he could crush them with just one finger.

"I don't know why you suddenly took action against the Mo's Divine Army, but you are definitely not helping me." Xiao Yun said lightly.

Mo's Divine Army...

The faces of the old clan leader and others turned extremely pale.

What they had just dealt with turned out to be the Mo clan's divine army.

It's over. It's over now. I have offended the Mo clan, one of the eight general clans. This will be a disaster for the Holy God clan.

However, that was what happened later. What they were thinking about now was how to survive Xiao Yun's hands.

"I want to know, with your cultivation, how can you compete with the people of Mo's Divine Army?" Xiao Yun looked at the old clan leader.

This guy is just a quasi-divine general. He was able to compete with Mo Wanghai, the leader of Mo's Divine Army, for a moment. You must know that Commander Mo Wanghai is a figure at the level of a great general.

The fourth lineage leader and others remained silent, and the old clan leader also stopped talking.

"If you don't tell me, I have plenty of ways to find out. If it weren't for the fact that you are both descendants of the Holy Spirit Ancestor God, you would have died long ago." Xiao Yun said indifferently.

"It's the bone fragments left by the Holy Spirit and Ancestral God of our ancestors..." the old clan leader said through gritted teeth.

"Bone fragments?" Xiao Yun frowned slightly.

"There is one last piece here." The old clan leader took out a piece from the ring.

The moment he saw the bone fragment, the blood in Xiao Yun's body began to boil like crazy, as if he was being attracted to the bone fragment.

What a terrifying power...

Xiao Yun took a deep breath. The bone fragments contained suffocating terrifying power, which was enough to engulf him completely.

No, don't talk about yourself. If they are all released, even if the divine shadow of the divine calendar is still there, they can be killed instantly.

"How to use it?" Xiao Yun asked.

"Crush it and you can absorb its power. Of course, you must be a descendant of our Holy Spirit Ancestor God and a descendant of the bloodline to use it." The old clan leader said quickly.

Xiao Yun grabbed the air and the bone fragments flew over.